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... eling. A golden light along the river crossed the horizon from the south. Yuntou hovered over a hundred miles like a lotus flower. The golden light hit Yuntou, hit a scuffle, and fell into the camp below.
From Heminghe's point of view, Wu Sangui's breath was felt a bit changed after he was submerged in the camp of the Wu family. From afar, its faint redness has a ring of golden mansions in the faint red gas.
"This Wu Sangui is indeed a bit lucky. Among the magic weapon of the deity ...
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